Moving around and about the hollow.
I can hardly follow.
This force keeping you distant.
Locking your eyes seems apparent.
Searching your mind for a hint of compatibility.
Searching my mind a for a strand of sanity.
Hopelessly finding a way to be subtle.
Hard to say that it's you I could cuddle.
Hopeless.
Searching.
Our mind cast lonely down the rhythm.
Numb to all their criticism.
We hold our own.
In a silent moan.

Kinda forced myself to lean.
From 25 to 17.
I mainly love the way you write.
And hear your voice through phone tonight.
I can't deny your pain and fear.
I wish you knew that I was here.
The little time that we have spoke.
I'll tell you now, it struck a note.
Although it may be rather new,
You call me Jon, I'll call you boo.
And even if you sleep on me,
I'll take this seed and plant a tree.
Good Night.

I hear your lips speaking.
Your breath slowly creeping down my spine,
So overwhelming, It cannot be a crime.
I hold you, you know me.
Temptation, you *******.
For this isn't our first time.
The hearts heavy beating,
Our eyes steady meeting.
For we are young and in our prime.
Tongue tickles mine, tickles lies, tickles line.
Our minds filled with hope and our hearts to divine.
A hand on your hip and bite on your thigh.
A dose of high notes leaves me begging you tonight.
Eyes forced behind lenses and hair summer blonde.
My hand convincing me to force your head in the pond.
A soft beat, limbs moving, half heart interceptions.
Put your hands up while I check you for weapons.
You know I love you and there is no question.
Please promise me safety from your subtle deceptions.
Tonight I love you.
Tomorrow we die.
**** all the gods that look down from the sky.
A hand on your hip and a bite on your thigh.
The sin that we live drops angels from up high.

Until this thick burden
Eats all of you dry.
I remain the living
torn shrapnel of paint.
I've seen where we should be.
And I'm not alone.
Here in this garden
Truth will be shown.
Before all the roaches.
Before all the lies.
Before all the temples.
Call blood from the sky.
I am no section.
I am not whole.
Where is your face?
This shadows a forge.
Yet I have defected.
And call out your threat.
In brown eyed seduction.
You'll fear what you get.
Yes I should have killed you.
When I had the chance.
You fear confrontation.
You fear our last dance.
In no reply message.
I will hunt you down.
No matter how precious.
I'll force under ground

you left me.
you're gone.
out of this silly, old town.
away from all of the disappointed faces, and frowns.

you're on to bigger things.
things that you deserve, and
things i could only dream of.
(i hope you enjoy Taiwan, it sounds pretty cool).

i miss you.
you've vanished, like a thief in the night
a bird in flight
and i don't think it's quite right, the fact that

i may never see you again.
but it's "okay",
i guess.

(but, there are some things i never told you, because i've always been too scared.
you have really pretty eyes. and a really pretty smile. and really pretty dimples. and a really pretty laugh. and you're just a really pretty person overall).

you won't remember me.
or maybe you will.
"the girl who admired me from afar".
(or the girl who spent her nights writing poetry about nothing but dead people, love, herself, desire, and you).
the girl who was always too afraid to make the first move.

i hope you know
that i liked you.
and i'll always regret,
not saying "hello",
because i was too afraid of
what might follow.

we endlessly search
for something to give us meaning
in every newly turned page
in every unexplored street corner
we look
but to no avail
we do not desire gold
nor love
but to leave a mark on the world
that is not a scar

Tried to keep from breaking down.
Hold my ears and drown the sound.
Kinda getting hard to breath.
I guess you're not the girl for me.
I look into her eyes anew.
It's just like looking right at you.
We promised to fight away the pain.
To see the lie, drives me insane.
I know you heard it calling.
To bring you something new.
Don't ever let me catch you falling.
Cause I'll fall right down with you.
Never to admit how much I cried.
August twenty eighth, the music died.
I wanted four to equal one.
I should have known it can't be done.
So long to one, and half to three.
Gone forever, you and me.
I'll cling to her and hold her tight.
If only for one more good night.
I know it wasn't a surprise.
I'm not that naive.
You just wouldn't give that much.
But it was all that I could see.
I know you heard him calling,
To bring you someone true.
Don't ever let me catch you falling.
Cause I'll fall right into you.

Subtle and submissive I consider it and wonder why the weavers
motives are so hard to see.
Certainly a pleasure not to be the one.
Ease me off and teach me all the details of my ending.
Wide eyed and full of lies these reapers I am rending.
A long white trail and coffin nails to hold me from the bottom.
Security in ignorance it seems.

So careful not to let you go, it's meaningless and we both
know his blindness is only temporary.
Before too long he'll hear it all and you will beg his pardon.
During the time of which we bleed, I'll lose all sight of wants
and needs.

The matter hugged from soil to sun form the shell rest in his gun.
The flesh and bone between us rips,
you and I apocalypse.

A cracked bathroom mirror,
White powdered blood shot eyes.
The reflection seems more clear.
Or so said the knives.

This one is for seduction.
Shaft chaffed by your pulled aside thong.
Your eyes plead for destruction.
Open your throat, spread out, tell me I'm wrong.

Little kitten take my hand.
Follow me to la la land.
Hold my shoulder, touch my lips.
Wipe tears from the bruises on your hips.

Pop the cork and pour some wine.
Pull the blinds, I'll cut the line.
Slow crawling as part of your ruse.
Bite my ear while I fill your tattoos.
We can be the birds and the bees.
Hang children from the trees.
Pass the whiskey, I've got the gun.
A sting of cold metal on your tongue.
Tuck away the last portion.
Hide it somewhere no on goes.
A clothes hanger abortion.
So no one ever knows.